HP: The Blood Prince of Hogwarts

"I just hope I can be the leading actor next time," George added.

"And me!" Fred refused to give in.

Olga didn't quite understand their train of thought: "So gentlemen like campus gossip so much? You seem to be very experienced."

"Hey! Bad little snake, you're the first to complain!" Fred yelled in dissatisfaction.

"There are no boys more chaste than us!" George also exclaimed.

"Unlike some bad little snakes!"

"Nott!"

"Malfoy!"

"zero!"

"Even Hermione!" The two of them said one by one, accusing Olga of having a romantic relationship.

Olga couldn't stop laughing as she watched the two big dogs in front of her showing off.

Fred and George looked at each other with smiles in their eyes. It seemed that the princess was in a really good mood recently.

"Okay, okay, let's get down to business. Gaia has contacted you, right? How is the cooperation discussion going?" Olga thought about the business.

"Well, yes, it went smoothly. Only some details have yet to be finalized." George thought of those official letters. The vampires were really boring. No wonder Olga was also affected.

Olga frowned and said, "I was negligent. Business matters cannot be handled by correspondence alone. You probably need a face-to-face meeting."

She thought for a moment and said hesitantly, "Perhaps... are you free to come visit the Blood Clan during the summer vacation? Well - I mean, you can do a field trip, which may be helpful to your business."

Fred and George's eyes widened in surprise. This was such a pleasant surprise! They could go and see where the princess grew up! They dared to say that Malfoy and Nott didn't have this treatment!

"That's true."

"awesome!"

"But it requires Molly's consent." Olga added that joining the vampire clan is no joke.

"Oh, George, the little snake actually knows his mother's name."

"Yes, Fred, it seems they have had some private contact."

“Still hiding it from us”

"secretly"

"connect!"

"It really seems like the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are complaining about their son"

"We!"

Olga couldn't help but roll her eyes at the two of them. They couldn't be serious for more than three minutes.

"At Christmas, your mother prepared a gift for me and sent me a letter. The letter said..." Olga kept it a secret, and when she saw the two men's rare nervousness, her lips curled up, "She asked me to take good care of her sons, especially Fred and George. They are troublemakers."

"That's not fair! Fred is the one who loves to get into trouble the most!"

"Hey! George! You're the one who came up with so many ideas, okay?"

Olga saw that the two men seemed to be about to fight, so she quickly stepped in between them to stop them.

"Gentlemen, please be steady."

Fred hugged Olga and whispered in her ear: "Little snake, I never teased you."

George pushed his brother away, pulled Olga over and hugged her from behind: "Have you forgotten the candy Fred gave you when you first met? It's not that he didn't want to tease you, he just didn't have the ability to do so!"

Fred was not annoyed at being ruined. He leaned over to Olga and whimpered, "It was just an accident! The two-color lollipop was my idea!"

Olga was speechless by the two big golden retrievers: "Okay, okay, you are the best."

The two were finally satisfied. George looked down at the petite girl in his arms and rested his chin on her head. Olga was dissatisfied: "George! I won't grow taller if you do this!"

George laughed and put his head on her shoulder again, "So what did mom get you?"

"I guess it's the sweater!" Fred pushed his brother's face away.

"It is indeed a sweater, and it has my initials embroidered on it."

"Wow! It turns out we've been wearing matching sweaters for a long time!" Fred was very excited.

The corners of Olga's mouth, which were originally upturned, suddenly drooped. This guy is really not shy.

"Then it's settled. Go back and discuss with your family before deciding on your itinerary. If that doesn't work out, I can also let Gaia come to England."

The two brothers stuffed Olga with a bunch of snacks, including newly developed pastries.

“You can try to see if you like the taste.”

"Remember to give us feedback!" Fred winked at Olga.

Olga casually opened one and put it in her mouth, then paused: "You used your own blood again?"

The two of them felt a little guilty, but they were also confident: "The snacks we give you must be of your favorite flavor."

"You haven't told us whose taste you like better!"

Olga skillfully lifted the two men's arms and healed their wounds: "I like them all, okay."

"There must be a difference." Fred was unconvinced.

Olga thought for a moment. "George's blood is sweeter, like the scent of coconut milk; Fred's is a little more sour, similar to citrus. Each has its own taste."

Even Fred, who was thick-skinned, had his ears slightly reddened after hearing this.

Seeing that the two were silent, Olga joked, "Why? You're the one who's asking, and you're the one who's shy."

Fred did not deny it, and said something else: "These snacks should be enough for you to eat for a while. Remember to ask George and me for more if you run out."

Olga didn't comment, but George reminded her: "Be sure to tell us, don't look for anyone else. You won't contact us on your own initiative." George even felt a little aggrieved when he thought of this.

Olga patted the gentleman's head again and said soothingly, "I understand."

After separating from the two clingy golden retrievers, Olga encountered the sneaky foursome. She wanted to avoid them, but was spotted by the sharp-eyed Hermione, who waved to her excitedly.

"Olga! Did you know that Hagrid has a dragon?"

"Dragon? The school allows raising dragons?"

"Of course not! It's forbidden to keep such dangerous animals!"

"Where did he get it then?"

"It seems someone lost a bet—" Ron was completely oblivious.

"There's something wrong with that guy!" Hermione, Harry and Zero spoke at the same time, leaving Ron and Olga confused.

"Think about it, who knew that Hagrid liked magical creatures very much? Who knew that Fluffy was raised by Hagrid? And who would be so eager to lose the bet just to give Hagrid a dragon egg?" Harry said quickly.

"It can only be Quirrell! He wants to know how to get through the three-headed dog!" Hermione said immediately.

"I wish Hagrid hadn't told him, but he can never keep any secrets." Zero said helplessly.

The four of them couldn't help but set out to find Hagrid, and Olga reminded them, "How do we deal with the dragon?"

"Well, my brother Charlie has been researching dragons, and I wrote to tell him, and they plan to pick up Norbert today," Ron explained.

"I called you to show you the Norwegian Ridgeback, which is a bit bigger now and looks quite majestic," Harry went on, "but we have to go now -"

"Go quickly and be careful." Olga said sympathetically. Good luck to you, poor savior.

—

Soon it was the end of the semester, and everyone was studying hard for the final exams. Even Harry and his group spent every day in the library.

Quirrell hadn't taken any action, and Olga even suspected that Voldemort had given up his great plan.

The first thing to be tested was the Transfiguration Spell. Olga's Transfiguration Spell was undoubtedly "o". Professor McGonagall was very pleased with her Transfiguration talent. If the vampires were not born with the ability to transform, she would have wanted Olga to try the Animagus form.

The exams for Charms and Herbology went smoothly. The only thing that surprised everyone was the History of Magic exam—Olga actually got an "O"!

They all thought that the little vampire prince should not be interested in the history of the wizarding world.

Olga sneered at this. These people definitely didn't know how much she cared about the boring history of magic in order to find someone to study magic circles. She would force herself to finish every class even if she was so sleepy that she wanted to die.

If she had been half as attentive in Potions class, Snape wouldn't have hated her so much.

Olga was actually a little scared on the day of the Potions exam. She had been relying on Theodore to slack off in Potions classes for the entire school year.

It’s not that she couldn’t brew a decent potion, but - she felt that Snape would not let her pass the exam so easily.

The exam content was to brew a potion of forgetfulness. Olga was surprised for a moment in the examination room and secretly looked at Snape. He didn't make things difficult for her. You know, the potion of forgetfulness did not use any herbs that would make Olga feel uncomfortable.

Snape noticed Olga's gaze and just glanced at her calmly without spraying venom.

Olga calmed her mind and began to brew the potion carefully.

Dozens of minutes later, a potion of perfect forgetfulness appeared in front of Olga. She breathed a sigh of relief, hoping that Snape would be satisfied.

Snape stared at Olga's finished product, was silent for a while, and then said, "It turns out that this lady's brain has not turned into a troll yet, and she can successfully brew potions. Then why don't you sympathize with your poor old professor during class and complete your class assignments seriously?"

Still unable to avoid the venom, Olga sighed, "Professor, I'm really not dissatisfied with the Potions class, nor do I have any opinions about my poor old professor. I just simply hate dealing with those disgusting medicinal materials, especially slugs! In fact, I have listened carefully to every one of your classes."

"Oh, yes, I listen to the lectures very seriously, but I just don't want to take action. After all, there are many gentlemen willing to serve you." Snape continued to sarcastically.

"If you think so then there's nothing I can do." Olga said in self-abandonment.

Snape looked at Olga with a frown on his face. He was really conflicted about this special guest and didn't know what attitude would be appropriate to treat her.

In the end, Snape gave Olga "o", and it was indeed a perfect potion.

Of course, Olga still missed the chance to be the top student in the grade because she didn't even take the Defense Against the Dark Arts exam.

—

After the final exam, Harry's scar became more painful, and he thought it might be a warning of danger.

He wanted to tell Dumbledore about this, but Professor McGonagall told him that Dumbledore had left the school.

This means that there is no one in the school that Voldemort is afraid of. No, that's not right. There is also Olga.

Thinking of this, Harry and his friends hurried to find Olga, but they never saw her, and the Slytherin students were not willing to help them go to the dormitory to call for help.

The situation was urgent, so the four of them had to rush to the room on the fourth floor to try to stop Quirrell.

—

The next time Olga saw the four-man team was in the school infirmary.

She actually knew that several people had come to see her, but Dumbledore had already told her in advance that the time had come. In order not to interfere with the trial of the Savior, she chose to hide in the dormitory.

Fortunately, except for Ron who suffered a minor injury in the wizard chess game, the other three were intact, including Harry who confronted Voldemort head-on.

It turns out that Quirrell can't touch Harry at all. According to Dumbledore, this is also because of the magic of love.

Harry was obviously excited when he saw Olga. He couldn't wait to share his discoveries during this period and his experiences in the room on the fourth floor. Ron beside him kept adding to the story and boasting about their adventures, which startled Olga.

After what happened this school year, the relationship between Zero and the other three became closer.

Olga could also see that he was not approaching the Saviors with a purpose as he did at the beginning, but he truly regarded them as good friends. This made Olga feel again that Hogwarts was really a good place for both her and Zero.

—

The final grades came out soon, and Hermione was the undisputed top student, without a doubt the top student in the grade.

Draco was upset about not having beaten a Mudblood in the exam: "My dad won't believe that I lost to a Mudblood!"

"Being second in the grade is pretty good, Draco." Olga finally touched the beautiful platinum blonde hair, which was very soft.

I have to mention here that since Olga complained about it, Draco never used hairspray again, just letting his hair hang down obediently.

At this time he also let Olga touch his head. The arrogant young master was always unwilling to admit that he was very obedient, and when others asked him about it, he would make excuses saying it was too troublesome.

Pansy and Blaise laughed at Draco's stubbornness behind his back, knowing full well that he would lose to the others sooner or later if he continued like this.

Pansy has been relieved since the Christmas party, and has been getting along very well with Daphne Blaise lately.

Next was the end-of-term dinner, and the hall was completely refurbished, with all the silver and green decorations representing Slytherin, who had won the house cup for seven consecutive years.

"Another year has passed!" Dumbledore said loudly, "Before we enjoy these delicious dishes, we must first hold the award ceremony for the House Cup as usual. The specific scores of each house are as follows: Gryffindor 262 points, Hufflepuff 352 points, Ravenclaw 426 points, and Slytherin 472 points."

Thunderous cheers broke out at the Slytherin table. Olga covered her ears helplessly. It was only a matter of time before she became deaf.

"However, several recent events must also be taken into account," Dumbledore continued.

The auditorium suddenly fell silent.

"I still have a few final points to distribute." Dumbledore looked in the direction of the Gryffindor table. "First, Mr. Ron Weasley, he won the most exciting game of wizard chess in Hogwarts in many years. For this, I will reward Gryffindor House with fifty points."

The cheers from Gryffindor almost blew the ceiling off. Olga, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, covered her ears resignedly. Ron's face suddenly turned red. Percy, who was always calm, showed off his younger brother loudly, and the twins also bumped Ron's shoulders teasingly.

When everyone calmed down, Dumbledore continued, "And Miss Hermione Granger, she was able to reason calmly in the face of fire. I must add 50 points to Gryffindor."

Hermione forced herself to remain calm and secretly glanced in Olga's direction. After receiving her admiring look, she raised her head proudly.